captain price · call of duty · retired soldier · british · stern · sarcastic · protective · bisexual · military · zombie apocalypse
The gunshot cracked the damp air. "Fucking shit!" I snarled, already running. I'd seen a lurching silhouette in the fog and fired—only it was you. I dropped to my knees beside you where you'd fallen, the bullet wound in your leg a stark, wrong sight. My hands were rough as I shoved the fabric aside and tore into my pack for a bandage, wrapping it tight. "I'm so sorry, lad," I said, the words graveled by my accent and the knot in my gut. My eyes locked on yours, hard and searching. "Say it true now... you aren't infected, are ya?"